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So
saying
,
he
boldly
leapt
ashore
,
and
they
gathered
around
him
with
intent
to
slay
him
,
but
there
then
arose
a
great
cry
among
the
women
,
and
it
was
because
they
had
now
observed
that
his
sail
was
a
baby
's
nightgown
.
Whereupon
,
they
straightway
loved
him
,
and
grieved
that
their
laps
were
too
small
,
the
which
I
can
not
explain
,
except
by
saying
that
such
is
the
way
of
women
.
The
men-fairies
now
sheathed
their
weapons
on
observing
the
behaviour
of
their
women
,
on
whose
intelligence
they
set
great
store
,
and
they
led
him
civilly
to
their
queen
,
who
conferred
upon
him
the
courtesy
of
the
Gardens
after
Lock-out
Time
,
and
henceforth
Peter
could
go
whither
he
chose
,
and
the
fairies
had
orders
to
put
him
in
comfort
.
Such
was
his
first
voyage
to
the
Gardens
,
and
you
may
gather
from
the
antiquity
of
the
language
that
it
took
place
a
long
time
ago
.
But
Peter
never
grows
any
older
,
and
if
we
could
be
watching
for
him
under
the
bridge
to-night
(
but
,
of
course
,
we
ca
n't
)
,
I
dare
say
we
should
see
him
hoisting
his
nightgown
and
sailing
or
paddling
towards
us
in
the
Thrushes
Nest
.
When
he
sails
,
he
sits
down
,
but
he
stands
up
to
paddle
.
I
shall
tell
you
presently
how
he
got
his
paddle
.
Long
before
the
time
for
the
opening
of
the
gates
comes
he
steals
back
to
the
island
,
for
people
must
not
see
him
(
he
is
not
so
human
as
all
that
)
,
but
this
gives
him
hours
for
play
,
and
he
plays
exactly
as
real
children
play
.
At
least
he
thinks
so
,
and
it
is
one
of
the
pathetic
things
about
him
that
he
often
plays
quite
wrongly
.
You
see
,
he
had
no
one
to
tell
him
how
children
really
play
,
for
the
fairies
are
all
more
or
less
in
hiding
until
dusk
,
and
so
know
nothing
,
and
though
the
birds
pretended
that
they
could
tell
him
a
great
deal
,
when
the
time
for
telling
came
,
it
was
wonderful
how
little
they
really
knew
.
They
told
him
the
truth
about
hide-and-seek
,
and
he
often
plays
it
by
himself
,
but
even
the
ducks
on
the
Round
Pond
could
not
explain
to
him
what
it
is
that
makes
the
pond
so
fascinating
to
boys
.
Every
night
the
ducks
have
forgotten
all
the
events
of
the
day
,
except
the
number
of
pieces
of
cake
thrown
to
them
.
They
are
gloomy
creatures
,
and
say
that
cake
is
not
what
it
was
in
their
young
days
.
So
Peter
had
to
find
out
many
things
for
himself
.
He
often
played
ships
at
the
Round
Pond
,
but
his
ship
was
only
a
hoop
which
he
had
found
on
the
grass
.
Of
course
,
he
had
never
seen
a
hoop
,
and
he
wondered
what
you
play
at
with
them
,
and
decided
that
you
play
at
pretending
they
are
boats
.
This
hoop
always
sank
at
once
,
but
he
waded
in
for
it
,
and
sometimes
he
dragged
it
gleefully
round
the
rim
of
the
pond
,
and
he
was
quite
proud
to
think
that
he
had
discovered
what
boys
do
with
hoops
.
Another
time
,
when
he
found
a
child
's
pail
,
he
thought
it
was
for
sitting
in
,
and
he
sat
so
hard
in
it
that
he
could
scarcely
get
out
of
it
.
Also
he
found
a
balloon
.
It
was
bobbing
about
on
the
Hump
,
quite
as
if
it
was
having
a
game
by
itself
,
and
he
caught
it
after
an
exciting
chase
.
But
he
thought
it
was
a
ball
,
and
Jenny
Wren
had
told
him
that
boys
kick
balls
,
so
he
kicked
it
;
and
after
that
he
could
not
find
it
anywhere
.
Perhaps
the
most
surprising
thing
he
found
was
a
perambulator
.
It
was
under
a
lime-tree
,
near
the
entrance
to
the
Fairy
Queen
's
Winter
Palace
(
which
is
within
the
circle
of
the
seven
Spanish
chestnuts
)
,
and
Peter
approached
it
warily
,
for
the
birds
had
never
mentioned
such
things
to
him
.
Lest
it
was
alive
,
he
addressed
it
politely
;
and
then
,
as
it
gave
no
answer
,
he
went
nearer
and
felt
it
cautiously
.
He
gave
it
a
little
push
,
and
it
ran
from
him
,
which
made
him
think
it
must
be
alive
after
all
;
but
,
as
it
had
run
from
him
,
he
was
not
afraid
.
So
he
stretched
out
his
hand
to
pull
it
to
him
,
but
this
time
it
ran
at
him
,
and
he
was
so
alarmed
that
he
leapt
the
railing
and
scudded
away
to
his
boat
.
You
must
not
think
,
however
,
that
he
was
a
coward
,
for
he
came
back
next
night
with
a
crust
in
one
hand
and
a
stick
in
the
other
,
but
the
perambulator
had
gone
,
and
he
never
saw
any
other
one
.
I
have
promised
to
tell
you
also
about
his
paddle
.
It
was
a
child
's
spade
which
he
had
found
near
St.
Govor
's
Well
,
and
he
thought
it
was
a
paddle
.
Do
you
pity
Peter
Pan
for
making
these
mistakes
?
If
so
,
I
think
it
rather
silly
of
you
.
What
I
mean
is
that
,
of
course
,
one
must
pity
him
now
and
then
,
but
to
pity
him
all
the
time
would
be
impertinence
.
He
thought
he
had
the
most
splendid
time
in
the
Gardens
,
and
to
think
you
have
it
is
almost
quite
as
good
as
really
to
have
it
.
He
played
without
ceasing
,
while
you
often
waste
time
by
being
mad-dog
or
Mary-Annish
.
He
could
be
neither
of
these
things
,
for
he
had
never
heard
of
them
,
but
do
you
think
he
is
to
be
pitied
for
that
?
Oh
,
he
was
merry
!
He
was
as
much
merrier
than
you
,
for
instance
,
as
you
are
merrier
than
your
father
.
Sometimes
he
fell
,
like
a
spinning-top
,
and
from
sheer
merriment
.
Have
you
seen
a
greyhound
leaping
the
fences
of
the
Gardens
?
That
is
how
Peter
leaps
them
.
